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ORATION 


THE  DEMOCRACY 


CITY  AND  COUNTY  OF  PHILADELPHIA, 


IN    INDEPENDENCE    SQUARE. 


BY  DANIEL  DOUGHERTY,  ESQ. 


PHILADELPHIA: 
WILLIAM   RICE.   BOOK   AND  JOB   PHI  NT  EH 

PENNSYLVANIA*  BUILDING.  40  S.  THIRD  STREET. 

1856. 


ORATION 


DELIVERED   BEFORE 


THE  DEMOCRACY 


OF  THE 


CITY   AND    COUNTY   OF   PHILADELPHIA, 


IN    INDEPENDENCE    SQUARE, 


BY  DANIEL  DOUGHERTY,  ESQ. 


PHILADELPHIA: 
WILLIAM   RI€E,   BOOK  AND  JOB  PRINTER, 

PENNSYLVANIAN  BUILDING,  46  S.  THIRD  STREET. 

1856. 


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CORRESPONDENCE. 


PHILADELPHIA,  July  9,  185G. 
DEAR  SIR: — 

The  undersigned,  your  fellow-citizens,  respectfully  ask  of  you  the  favor 
of  submitting  a  copy  of  your  masterly  Oration,  delivered  on  the  "Fourth," 
to  the  Democracy  of  Philadelphia,  in  Independence  Square,  for  publication 
in  pamphlet  form,  and  we  hope  that  you  will  have  no  hesitation  in  acceding 
to  this  request  of 

Your  friends, 

RICHARD  VAUX, 
JOHN  W.  FORNEY, 
J.  ROSS  SNOWDEN, 
WILLIAM  C.  PATTERSON, 
WILLIAM  BADGER, 
GEORGE  II.  MARTIN, 
JOSHUA  T.  OWENS. 
DANIEL  DOUGHERTY,  ESQ. 


S.  E.  Cor.  Eighth  and  Locust  Streets,  ) 
July  10  1856.  J 

GENTLEMEN: — 

I  cheerfully  comply  with  your  request,  and  send  you  the  manuscript, 
though  I  am  fully  conscious  it  does  not  possess  the  merit  which  you  assign  it. 
Truly  yours, 

DANIEL  DOUGHERTY. 

To  Messrs.  Richard  Vaux,  John  W.  Forney,  J.  Ross  Snowden,  William  C. 
Patterson,  Wm.  Badger,  Geo.  II.  Martin,  and  Joshua  T.  Owens. 


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ORATION. 


THERE  are  a  few  spots  about  the  earth,  some  separated  by  seas 
and  distant  thousands  of  leagues  from  others,  which  the  voice  of 
the  world  has  proclaimed  holy,  and  around  which  the  memories 
of  mankind  will  cling  with  everlasting  reverence. 

Such  is  Sinai,  where  God  proclaimed  to  man  the  rules  of 
human  action. 

Such,  too,  is  Calvary,  where,  amid  the  darkness  of  the  sun,  the 
rocking  of  the  earth,  and  the  rising  of  the  dead,  the  Saviour  died, 
even  as  the  portals  of  heaven  opened. 

After  these,  sanctified  by  the  Divine  Presence,  may  be  men 
tioned  Marathon,  where  the  dauntless  soldiers  of  glorious  Greece 
achieved  the  liberty  of  Athens,  and  won  imperishable  renown. 

Runnymead,  where  the  English  barons  wrung  from  a  tyrant 
king  the  Magna  Charta.  The  Pilgrim's  Rock,  where  the  found 
ers  of  New  England  sought  a  shelter  from  the  religious  persecu 
tions  of  the  Old  World.  The  quiet  town  of  St.  Mary's,  where 
religious  freedom  first  found  a  foothold  in  the  new. 

And  that  other  spot — the  spot  that  made  this  day  immortal, 
where,  Pallas-like,  a  new-born  nation  sprung  into  giant  life — 
where  man  reclaimed  his  long  lost  prerogatives,  and  asserted  the 
justice  of  heaven  in  his  own  equality — where  freedom  made  her 
last  and  noblest  stand  against  the  encroachments  of  time-covered 


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and  world-cursed  tyranny — where  the  great  work  was  begun  in 
which  Americans  will  ever  toil  and  never  tire,  until  wrong  is 
righted,  every  throne  levelled  with  the  dust,  oppression  swept 
from  the  earth,  the  world  regenerated,  and  mankind  free. 

Upon  this  hallowed  spot,  this  heaven-smiling  morn,  we  meet  to 
bow  our  heads  and  hearts  in  humble  adoration  to  the  Almighty 
Power,  on  whom  we  relied  in  the  hour  of  our  extremest  need, 
and  whose  protecting  care  we  implore,  now  in  the  day  of  our 
abundance — to  reaffirm  our  never  dying  gratitude  to  our  departed 
fathers — to  renew  the  holy  vows  of  political  equality,  and  declare 
our  fixed  resolve  to  transmit  unimpaired,  to  posterity,  the  inesti 
mable  heritage  bequeathed  to  us. 

When  first  through  chaos  rolled  the  voice  of  God,  "Let  there 
be  light,  and  there  was  light;"  when  the  Omnipotent  spoke,  and 
this  beautiful  world,  obedient,  sprung  into  its  fixed  existence — then 
in  the  image  of  his  Maker — with  a  soul  that  shall  never  die, 

"In  beauty  clad, 
With  health  in  every  vein, 
And  reason  throned  upon  his  brow, 
Stepped  forth  immortal  man." 

Yes;  for  man,  God  called  forth  the  new  created  world,  and 
gave  to  him  and  his  posterity,  perpetual  "  dominion  over  the 
fishes  of  the  sea,  and  the  fowls  of  the  air,  and  the  beasts,  and 
the  whole  earth,  and  every  creeping  creature  that  moveth  upon 
the  earth." 

Thus,  to  the  morning  of  creation,  to  the  threshold  of  time,  to 
God  himself,  can  man  trace  back  the  title  of  his  nobility. 

It  was  the  divine  economy  that  all  men  should  stand  forth 
erect  and  free,  bound  as  one  people  in  the  ties  of  endless  brother 
hood,  each  striving  for  the  general  good,  the  earth  bountifully 
yielding  her  luscious  fruits,  all  created  things  subject  to  their 
Control,  and  they  to  God  alone. 


But  man,  though  clothed  with  an  eternity  of  bliss,  listened  to 
the  voice  of  the  tempter,  yielded  and  fell  from  his  high  estate, 

"Brought  death  into  the  world,  and  all  our  woe." 

The  designs  of  heaven  were  thwarted — fierce  contention  and 
inveterate  hate  usurped  the  seat  of  love — -justice  affrighted,  fled — 
crime  mocked  at  mercy — might  triumphed  over  right — custom 
sanctioned  wrong,  and  man  became  a  slave  to  do  the  bidding  of 
his  master.  And  thus  through  thousands  of  years  the  innumera 
ble  hosts  that  spread  themselves  over  the  world,  formed  in  the 
same  mould  with  us,  of  the  same  majestic  presence,  with  minds 
to  ponder,  and  hearts  to  feel,  and  arms  to  strike,  bowed  their 
heads  in  abject  submission  to  succeeding  tyrants,  and  made  their 
existence  but  to  live,  labor  and  die. 

Open  the  pages  of  history,  trace  back  the  course  of  empire 
even  to  Egypt,  Assyria  and  Babylon,  whence  it  is  lost  in  the  twi 
light  of  fable,  and  what  is  it  but  a  story  of  uncounted  and  never- 
ending  wrongs? 

Does  history  describe,  in  glowing  language,  the  pursuits  of 
prosperous  people  ?  How  governments  spoke  by  the  voice  of  the 
governed?  How  justice  and  equality  reigned  supreme  in  coun 
cil?  How  virtue  was  respected — the  domestic  ties  regarded — 
merit  and  mind  the  only  steps  to  distinction,  while  peace,  with 
its  attendant  blessings,  crowned  a  happy  world  ? 

Ah,  no !  It  tells  how  nations  rose  by  conquest  to  renown,  and 
sunk  by  servility  to  oblivion.  How  oppression,  despotism  and 
cruelty  covered  the  earth.  How  generation  after  generation, 
century  after  century,  mankind  were  stripped  of  every  preroga 
tive,  and  robbed  of  every  right,  while  wars  waged  for  mad  ambi 
tion,  shook  the  earth,  and  sent  their  shrieks  along  the  sky. 

History,  with  minutest  skill,  describes  a  man,  miscalled  mon 
arch.  The  millions  are  forgotten.  It  fills  chapters  in  narrating 
the  prowess  of  the  victor.  The  people  are  never  named  save  to 


tell  the  number  of  the  slain,  or  captives  chained  to  the  chariot 
wheels  to  grace  the  triumph  of  the  conquerer. 

Liberty  became  a  homeless  wanderer  through  the  world. 
True,  for  a  time,  she  flashed  her  glories  over  Greece.  In  after 
years,  she  dimly  shone  along  the  plains  of  Italy,  and  over  the 
waters  of  the  Adriatic.  She  sought  the  Alpine  hills  of  Switzer 
land,  and  where'er  she  rested  for  a  day,  her  presence  shed  joy 
and  gladness,  but  never  found  a  fast  and  fitting  home. 

Thus  oppression  spread  its  iron  sway  over  a  prostrate  world. 
Each  century  served  but  to  rivet  the  tighter,  and  shackle  the 
stronger  the  will  and  might  of  enslaved  man.  His  mind,  his  very 
soul  was  not  his  own.  If  he  but  breathed  the  name  of  country, 
the  tyrant  called  it  treason,  and  struck  his  head  from  off  his  body. 
To  worship  his  God  was  to  mount  from  the  funeral  pile  through 
the  flames  of  martyrdom  to  heaven. 

But  even  then,  in  the  darkest  hour,  the  high  court  of  eternal 
justice  decreed  the  liberation  of  mankind  and  the  doom  of  its 
oppressors. 

The  curtain  of  the  deep  was  drawn  aside,  and  beyond  the  blue 
waves  that  dashed  their  white  spray  upon  Europe's  shore,  far 
away  towards  the  setting  sun,  lo !  a  continent  appears !  where 
nature  herself  assumes  a  grander  air,  and  speaks  in  sublimer 
tones  the  wonders  of  the  Deity, 

Here,  on  the  unpolluted  soil  of  America,  a  bright  existence 
wras  to  dawn  upon  down-trodden  man — here  should  he  assume 
the  authority  delegated  to  him  in  Paradise — here  should 
the  big  waters  of  a  people's  might  be  let  loose,  and  in  the 
great  flood  of  freedom  perish  the  last  vestige  of  governmental 
wrong. 

From  the  sixteenth  to  the  eighteenth  century,  the  religious 
strifes,  the  civil  broils  and  bloody  wars  that  made  Europe  one 
Golgotha,  served  to  scatter  along  these  eastern  shores  a  brave 
and  hardy  people,  who,  in  a  common  hatred  of  oppression,  for- 


got  the  differences  of  country,  race  and  religion,  to  rejoice  in  the 
native  liberty  of  the  new-found  land. 

Such  was  the  people  appointed  to  carry  out  the  great  work  of 
man's  political  regeneration — such  the  people  whom  heaven  decreed 
should  fight  the  great  battle  on  which  was  staked  the  freedom  or 
slavery  of  the  world.  And,  to  make  the  victory  grander,  they 
were  matched  against  the  mighty  power  that  claimed  jurisdiction 
over  earth  and  sea — who  boasted  her  banner  played  in  every 
breeze — that  the  sun  never  sunk  on  her  possessions — that  her 
arms  were  invincible,  and  her  name  the  synonym  of  victory. 

The  people  of  the  American  colonies  accepted  the  high  trust 
delegated  to  them.  It  was  not  for  themselves  they  fought — it 
was  for  their  children's  children  to  the  remotest  posterity ;  it  was 
for  the  cause  of  freedom  all  over  the  world. 

Everything  considered,  they  were  as  favorably  circumstanced 
as  any  people.  They  groaned  under  no  galling  yoke  of  oppres 
sion — no  wail  of  woe  sent  a  shudder  'through  the  land — they  were 
not  compelled  to  stand  abashed  beneath  the  gaze  of  a  superior, 
or  brook  the  presence  of  a  master.  They  were  the  favorites  of 
the  mother  country,  had  their  collonial  assemblies,  and  made 
their  local  laws.  They  enjoyed  personal  security  and  private 
property. 

But  the  hour  had  arrived  when  a  pernicious  principle  was  to  be 
crushed,  lest  it  might  enslave  their  children.  They  denied  the 
right  of  a  distant  parliament  to  legislate  for  them.  They  refused 
to  compromise  an  eternal  truth.  They  were  willing  to  spend 
"  millions  for  defence,  but  not  one  cent  for  tribute."  Rather  than 
submit  to  the  Stamp  Act,  they  were  ready  to  bleed.  Sooner  than 
yield  to  the  encroachments  of  a  king,  they  were  prepared  to  die. 

In  yonder  venerated  Hall  they  deliberated  and  decided.  Upon 
this  immortal  spot  they  startled  the  tyrants  of  the  earth  from 
their  long  sleep  of  security,  by  the  declaration  of  a  principle 
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never  before  successfully  asserted  since  the  fall  of  Adam,  that 
liberty  and  equality  were  the  birthright  of  all  men,  and  linked 
inseparably!  to  their  nature.  They  declared  that  these  were 
colonies  no  longer,  but  sovereign  States,  and  with  the  approving 
smiles  of  God,  should  continue  so  forever. 

How  they  met  the  shock  of  arms,  history  delights  to  tell; 
what  they  suffered,  will  ever  be  the  theme  of  speech  and  story. 

Through  five  long  and  dreary  years,  enduring  hardships  of  the 
severest  kind,  frequently  without  the  necessaries  of  life,  they 
bore  themselves  as  freedom's  soldiers  alone  could  do.  Though 
many  were  the  acts  of  cruelty  which  disgraced  the  British  arms 
and  cried  aloud  for  vengeance,  yet  they  chained  their  just  resent 
ments,  and  no  cruel  or  ignoble  act  stained  the  pure  record.  But 
one  traitor  dimmed  the  glory  of  their  arms.  Even  when  defeat 
followed  defeat,  and  despair  seemed  to  cover  their  cause,  con 
fiding  alone  in  heaven,  they  clung  as  brothers  to  each  other, 
until  the  tyrant's  hordes  shrunk  from  our  shores  to  leave  the  land 
forever  free. 

Oh,  Americans !  my  countrymen !  how  deep  and  profound  is 
the  debt  of  gratitude  we  owe  the  men  of  '76.  How  our  hearts 
should  swell  with  emotion  at  the  bare  mention  of  their  honored 
names,  and  our  lives  be  devoted  to  the  preservation  of  their 
priceless  boon. 

Yet  even  now,  when  the  last  of  that  noble  race  still  lingers  in 
our  midst — when  the  forms  of  many  still  live  in  our  recollection — 
when  that  Hall  stands  untouched  by  time,  there  are  Americans — 
degenerate  sons — cursed  with  ingratitude;  "the  marble-hearted 
fiend,"  who  would  desecrate  the  memories  of  the  dead,  destroy 
the  happiness  of  the  living,  and  wither  the  hopes  of  the  future, 
by  dashing  aside  as  a  worthless  toy,  that  which  was  achieved  at 
the  price  of  rivers  of  blood  and  mountains  of  slain. 

To  have  stopped  with  the  Revolution,  would  have  been  to  risk 
if  not  to  have  lost  all.  Perhaps,  for  a  time,  we  might  have  been 


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spared  a  foreign  yoke ;  but  internal  differences  and  domestic  jeal 
ousies  would  have  engendered  conflicts  that  might  end  again  in 
monarchy.  The  struggle  had  been  severe — the  victory  grand; 
to  have  risked  the  prize  would  have  been  an  insult  to  heaven,  a 
crime  against  humanity. 

Therefore,  the  American  fathers  met  in  council  to  establish  a 
lasting  peace  where  they  had  met  to  wage  a  glorious  war.  Even 
in  Independence  Hall  the  representatives  of  the  old  thirteen 
States,  headed  by  Washington,  in  a  spirit  of  mutual  concession 
and  lofty  patriotism,  dictated  the  sacred  instrument  that  makes 
us  one  people,  enabling  us  to  guard  with  jealous  care  the  rights 
of  the  humblest  citizen  at  home,  and  maintain  the  nation's  honor 
against  an  embattled  world. 

Mark  its  language,  and  contrast  it  with  the  documents  of 
kings : — 

"We,  the  people  of  the  United  States,  in  order  to  form  a 
more  perfect  Union,  establish  justice,  ensure  domestic  tranquillity, 
provide  for  the  common  defence,  promote  the  general  welfare, 
and  secure  the  blessings  of  liberty  to  ourselves  and  our  posterity, 
do  ordain  and  establish  this  Constitution  for  the  United  States  of 
America." 

And  may  that  Constitution,  and  every  letter  and  line,  be  pre 
served  unaltered  and  untouched,  and  the  blessings  of  liberty  shall 
endure  until  the  earth  shall  crumble,  and  the  stars  be  plucked 
forever  from  the  sky. 

Then,  for  the  first  time,  a  government  was  formed  that  derived 
its  just  powers  from  the  consent  of  the  governed. 

Liberty  achieved,  Independence  acknowledged,  the  Constitution 
adopted,  the  United  States  took  her  place  in  the  Olympian  race, 
to  contend  with  the  nation  for  the  prize  of  pre-eminence. 

The  titled  minions  of  the  earth  scoffed  aloud  at  what  they  con 
ceived  to  be  a  chimera  of  Democracy,  but  soon  a  look  of  dread 
came  o'er  them  as  they  beheld  rising  the  magnificent  reality. 


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In  the  short  space  of  time,  spanned  by  a  single  life,  as  if  by 
"the  touch  of  the  enchanter's  wand,"  the  people  have  built  a 
government,  before  which  the  mightiest  realms  of  the  earth  pale 
their  splendors  as  do  the  stars  of  night  before  the  refulgent  glory 
of  the  coming  day.  Population  has  increased  from  three  to  thirty 
millions.  Instead  of  thirteen,  thirty-one  stars  now  shine  in  the 
clear  blue  of  this  glorious  flag.  The  multitudinous  pursuits  of 
enlightened  life  are  cultivated  to  their  highest  pitch.  The  press 
is  mighty  and  free.  Peace  and  contentment  smile  alike  around 
the  poor  man's  hearth  and  the  rich  man's  hall.  Education  scat 
ters  its  priceless  gift  to  every  home  in  the  land.  Religion 
gathers  around  its  altars  the  faithful  of  every  creed.  Statesmen 
have  arisen  ^fit  to  govern  all  the  world  and  rule  it  when  'tis  wild 
est."  Orators  have  appeared  who  have  rivalled  the  great  masters  of 
antiquity.  The  doors  of  the  American  Parthenon  are  ever  open 
to  invite  the  humble,  but  aspiring  youth,  to  enter  and  fill  the 
loftiest  niche.  The  highest  dignity  is  within  the  grasp  of  all ;  for 
the  lowly  boy,  born  and  reared  in  our  own  sweet  valley  of  Cum 
berland,  shall,  when  the  spring  comes  round  again,  be  clothed  by 
the  people  with  the  first  of  mortal  honors — that  of  guiding  for  a 
time  the  American  Republic  upon  her  highway  of  glory. 

The  European  emigrants  leave  their  native  fields  for  the 
American  forests,  and  soon  become  life-long  devoted  to  the 
country  that  adopts  them  as  her  own.  Commerce,  with  its 
golden  chains,  links  our  shores  with  the  farthest  corners  of  the 
earth.  The  Alleghenies  are  climbed  by  the  steam-car,  or  dashed 
aside  to  make  way  for  the  channel  upon  which  trade  floats  her 
inland  argosies. 

The  American  advances  westward,  and  the  wilderness  falls,  and 
on  its  ruins  rise  splendid  cities  and  cultivated  fields.  He  reaches 
the  broad  river,  and  soon  its  glassy  surface  is  cleft  by  a  thousand 
keels.  He  strikes  the  quarry,  and  the  white  marble  comes  forth 
to  beautify  cities,  and  to  be  chiseled  into  monuments  to  com- 


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memorate  the  mighty  deeds  of  the  nation,  and  to  transmit  to  pos 
terity  the  features  of  the  great.  He  perforates  the  mountain, 
and  drags  to  the  sunlight  the  exhaustible  treasures  of  its  mines. 
He  searches  the  stream,  and  behold !  its  waters  run  bright  with 
shining  gold.  The  metallic  rod  is  raised  aloft,  and  the  storm  is 
robbed  of  its  terrors ;  the  wires  are  thrown  about  the  land,  and 
the  lightning  leaps  to  do  our  bidding. 

Our  statesmen  dictate  new  rules  for  the  peace  of  nations  and 
freedom  of  the  seas.  Our  soldiers — may  they  never  fight  but  in 
a  righteous  cause — have  planted  our  banner  in  triumph  upon 
foreign  strands.  Our  sailors  land  upon  the  shores  of  Japan,  and 
its  gates  are  open  the  first  time  for  centuries. 

The  sun  of  American  Republicanism  looms  proudly  up  in  the 
Western  sky,  and  shedding  back  its  rays  over  the  darkened  plains 
of  the  Old  World,  beholds  the  millions  rising  and  preparing  to 
demand  a  restoration  of  their  natal  rights.  Europe  already 
quakes  to  its  centre  with  the  throes  of  a  gigantic  revolution.  It 
may  be  stifled  for  years,  perhaps  for  generations,  but  it  will  come 
as  sure  as  the  day  follows  the  night. 

The  people  are  thinking.  Education  is  being  diffused  among 
the  masses.  Intolerance  is  departing;  the  Irish  Catholic  is 
emancipated;  and  the  Protestant  worships  in  his  chapel  beneath 
the  shadow  of  the  Vatican. 

Ireland,  Poland,  Hungary  and  Italy,  have  raised  aloft  the 
angry  arm  of  rebellion.  It  has  been  stricken  to  their  side  by 
treachery,  but  the  life-blood  still  warms  its  veins,  and  feeds  it  with 
strength  for  another  and  successful  blow.  France  has  twice 
burst  into  a  flame ;  the  flame  again  is  smothered,  but  the  fire  still 
burns.  In  England,  the  Chartists  gather  a  hundred  thousand 
strong  on  Kennington  Common  to  petition  parliament  for  univer 
sal  suffrage,  and  the  press  thunders  at  the  throne  the  demand, 
that  England's  councils  and  England's  arms  shall  be  led  by  men 
of  mind,  not  those  whose  only  merit  is  titled  blood. 


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These,  these  are  the  fruits  of  the  seed  sown  in  the  soil  beneath 
our  feet.  These  are  the  achievements  wrought  by  the  people — 
they  alone  who  really  rule  by  "Divine  right,"  and  are  the 
"  Lord's  annointed." 

Our  past  is  but  a  life — a  day  in  history.  Our  future — when 
all  over  this  broad  continent  our  institutions  shall  have  peace 
fully  extended — each  year  new  States  rising  and  rushing  to  join 
the  happy  throng — sister  republics  seeking  the  shelter  of  our  flag 
— a  hundred  millions  of  freemen  speaking  the  same  language, 
and  obeying  the  same  laws!  0!  to  sketch  the  future  of  our 
beloved  country,  would  require  the  pen  of  an  angel  dipped  in 
etherial  fire ! 

Should  not  a  contemplation  of  these  things  make  our  hearts 
leap  beyond  the  barriers  of  party,  to  link  in  love  all  who  claim 
America  as  their  home  and  acknowledge  allegiance  to  the  Con 
stitution  ? 

But  how  intense  our  delight,  how  unbounded  our  joy,  who  can 
this  day  proudly  boast  that  we  are  a  part  and  portion  of  the  De 
mocracy  of  America,  the  instruments  with  which  heaven  has 
worked  these  blessed  changes  in  the  past,  and  to  whom  alone  is 
intrusted  our  country's  mission  in  the  future. 

Let  our  aim  be  to  smooth  down  the  asperities  of  party  feeling 
— to  frown  upon  the  turbulent  spirits  who  seek  to  widen  the 
political  differences  of  the  people.  Let  our  hearts  expand  with 
an  enlarged  patriotism.  Let  us  respect  the  opinions  of  others, 
and  seek  to  win  them  to  our  side  by  the  dear  memories  which 
cluster  around  this  holy  spot. 

As  each  grave  political  question  presents  itself  for  our  conside 
ration,  let  us  weigh  it  in  the  scales  with  Democracy  and  the  Con 
stitution  ;  if  it  balance  with  these,  let  our  every  effort  be  devoted 
to  its  triumph ;  if  not,  let  us  wage  honorable  war  against  it  until 
we  have  accomplished  its  destruction.  Let  the  "Farewell  Ad 
dress"  be  reverenced  by  us,  and  our  children  be  taught  to  obey 


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its  sacred  injunctions.  Let  us  not  be  tempted  to  our  fall  by  the 
demon  of  discord,  who  seeks,  Lucifer-like,  to  have  us  driven  from 
this  political  paradise — or  if  you  do 

"Let  me  prophesy, 

The  blood  of  Americans  shall  manure  the  ground, 
And  future  ages  groan  for  this  foul  act ; 
Peace  shall  go  sleep  with  Turks  and  infidels, 
And  in  this  seat  of  peace,  tumultuous  wars 
Shall  kin  with  kin,  and  kind  with  kind  confound; 
Disorder,  horror,  fear  and  mutiny, 
Shall  here  inhabit,  and  this  land  be  call'd 
The  field  of  Golgotha,  and  dead  men's  sculls  ; 
0  !  if  you  rear  this  house  against  this  house, 
It  will  the  wofullest  division  prove 
That  ever  fell  upon  this  cursed  earth ; 
Prevent,  resist  it,  let  it  not  be  so, 
Lest  child,  child's  children  cry  against  you — woe!" 

But  confiding  in  the  principles  of  Democracy,  cherishing  as 
holy  the  Constitution  of  our  common  country — like  to  the 
Pontic  sea — no — rather  let  me  say  like  our  own  Mississippi, 
whose  waters  indissolubly  link  the  North  and  the  South  together 
— the  American  Union,  unchecked  by  a  returning  flood,  shall 
flow  forever  on  through  the  countless  ages  of  the  future  until  it, 
with  all,  is  lost  in  the  great  gulf  of  eternity. 


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